She remains hidden, and the mage pumps Ariane for some info.

Khala cursed her bad luck, the guards remained by the cage for now, she could not move to talk with the young woman. But she spotted some mining equipment—pickaxes and shovels—not far from her, which might be used as weapons if she could reach them.

... in the bandit’s tent …

Kale removed Ariane’s bindings but immediately chained her to the post holding his tent up, leaving her no chance to run away, “This should be fun, I’ve grown tired of the nobleman’s brat.”

“L-Let me go, you’ll regret this!” Ariane struggled against her chains, helpless with her naked body bared the loathsome man.

“Oh, I very much doubt it, my dear,” he smirked, “You didn’t come here alone, did you? Where are your friends?”

“I-I don’t have any friends, I’m alone,” Ariane glared at him.

“You are not very good at lying, are you?” Kale chuckled. “I don’t like liars.” He slapped the elf across her cheek.

“Agh!” the sorceress yelped.

“Tell me how many and where they are, elf slut, or I’ll extract it from your head… painfully,” he threatened her.

“Twenty-five, all paladins of the Order of the Blue Falcon, they should be here any second-aaagh!” Ariane cried at the next slap.

“Stubborn, yes… this should be fun,” Kale smirked. He adjusted her chains so she would present her ample behind to him. Over to his dresser, he had laid out an assortment of devices and now grabbed one of his whips, “A shame to mar that impeccable skin of yours, I shall savour every second of it.” He swung his arm with a practised arc and brought down the leather whip across Ariane’s naked back.

“Aaaagh!” Ariane cried at the first stroke of the whip and her voice echoed through the cavern. A red streak marked her pain on her alabaster skin.

“Yes, scream for me!” Kale laughed maniacally as he brought down the whip again and again.

Ariane’s loud cries of agony quieted down with every hit, turning slowly into a sob and whimper. Despite her animosity towards the Human woman, the elf found herself wishing for Mira to storm in and save her from the torment.

The two guards at the entrance of the tent shifted nervously and gulped, they weren’t entirely happy with their leader’s “tastes”.

“Did your tongue loosen any yet, or should I continue?” Kale taunted her.

“G-Go to hell, you limp-dicked bastard,” Ariane cursed him between clenched teeth, her skin stung like fire and some blood had been drawn by the repeated whippings.

“L-Limp-dicked? Limp-dicked!?” Kale shouted in rage, “I’ll show you, elven whore!” The mage undid his breeches and his already fully erect cock sprung free. He grabbed Ariane’s hips forcefully and dragged her arse towards him. Not losing any time any time, he hilted himself in Ariane’s tight pussy.

“O-Oh, did you do something? My crotch feels strange,” Ariane tried to conceal her own arousal as she mocked him.

“I’ll make you feel it,” Kale grunted and slapped her arse hard.

“Aaagh~! What?” Ariane looked over her shoulder at him, “Oh, I didn’t even feel your small dick, sorry.”

Kale was furious and frothed at the mouth with his rage, rutting into her velvety sex.

Ariane bit her lip to stifle her moans, at this rate she might finally get off, “P-Pathetic, I-I’ve fucked gnomes with better technique.”

Kale slapped her arse and her tit, “Fucking stupid slut. You are feeling it, you’ll drown the entire cavern if your juices keep flowing like this.”

“Aaagh! Bastard. No, I-I am not,” Ariane lied, “You’ll have to do better.”

“Maybe I should toss you to the goblins and let them have their way with you?” Kale threatened as he bucked his hips at a blistering pace, “But you’d like that, wouldn’t you? What a dirty whore you are.”

Ariane was getting close, the fun with Lex priming her and their interruption greatly frustrated her. The elf gulped down her moan as she shuddered in pleasure.

“Did you just come? Damn, you are getting off on this after all,” Kale laughed.

Ariane quickly recovered from her small peak, “N-No, you must be hallucinating.”

“Deny it if you want,” Kale grabbed her hips hard, leaving red marks where his hands held her. He drove himself inside her to the hilt with every thrust, “You love this, don’t you?”

“F-Fuck you, I don’t,” Ariane protested.

“I’ll get you to be an honest girl in time, don’t worry,” Kale laughed. He was quickly approaching his limit. His breath was laboured and his cock started to twitch inside Ariane. With one last thrust, he went inside her tight cunt to the hilt and emptied his balls with long spurts of cum.

Ariane could feel his grip loosening and cock deflating inside her.